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3a.m. isn't a time where you should be staring at the razor Wondering whether or not you want to throw away months of progress For one night of relapse It's a time where you should be lost in slumber, Dreaming of the day your deepest desires become reality Like I dream of the day I'll give someone my heart and they won't drop it like it's on fire, And they won't watch it shatter and think stupid girl, it's your own fault Please tell me why the **** I'm not good enough for anyone There's got to be someone who can fall in love with my dark soul My under-rested cynical brain These hollow eyes that show nothing but misery and pain There's got to be someone who can ******* handle my dark and twisted insides Someone who'll see the worst in me and want me even more Deep down, I know it won't happen It's just a fleeting dream and I don't expect anything to come of it It's 3:45 in the morning and I hate myself
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 10:07 PM UTC
Emotions in the Dark
3a.m. isn't a time where you should be staring at the razor Wondering whether or not you want to throw away months of progress For one night of relapse It's a time where you should be lost in slumber, Dreaming of the day your deepest desires become reality Like I dream of the day I'll give someone my heart and they won't drop it like it's on fire, And they won't watch it shatter and think stupid girl, it's your own fault Please tell me why the **** I'm not good enough for anyone There's got to be someone who can fall in love with my dark soul My under-rested cynical brain These hollow eyes that show nothing but misery and pain There's got to be someone who can ******* handle my dark and twisted insides Someone who'll see the worst in me and want me even more Deep down, I know it won't happen It's just a fleeting dream and I don't expect anything to come of it It's 3:45 in the morning and I hate myself
02/03/2015
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 10:07 PM UTC
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